Li Hongru's sky eye is good at observing health.

Healthy people show white light all over their bodies, while sick people have gray lights wrapped around them.

If it is the wound or the injury, the gray color will be heavier.

But he had never observed the black light before.

Wang Fuchou's expression was solemn at this time, as if he was thinking for a moment, and Li Hongru couldn't speak.

He stared at the black light on Emperor Tang's body, and saw the light and rain falling, and the black light seemed to be less.

This led to the Emperor Tang saying goodness and also stood up from the dragon throne to thank him.

The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara nodded slightly, and then it turned into pieces of light and shadow.

"So it's him!"

Li Chunfeng whispered.

As the light and shadow fell, many people with the ability to watch also turned their attention to Chen Yi.

This is a very tall monk with a serious face.

When the Buddha's light first appeared, many monks put down Amitabha in their mouths and began to recite scriptures.

But many voices gradually became silent, the Buddha's light dissipated, and there was only Chen Yi's intoxicated and single chanting in the venue.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when he practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, saw that the five aggregates were empty, and he could overcome all sufferings..."

"It's Sanskrit!"

Wang Fuchou translated a short paragraph and stopped talking.

The translation of Sanskrit is extremely difficult. At this time, I listened to others chanting scriptures. Even if he learned a lot, it would be difficult to translate simultaneously.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva actually has a special scripture."

Li Chunfeng's ears stood up, and when he could hear the translation clearly in Wang Fuchou's mouth, he also muttered.

A kind of scripture is a Buddha's speech, which can convey the reader's voice to the Buddha.

The stronger the ability, the stronger the connection, and the more powerful it releases when it is pulled and manifested.

The secret realm of Lingshan is separated from the Tang Dynasty by thousands of mountains and is even located in a high altitude. The opponent's magic casting actually teleported to the Tang Dynasty. This ability is simply terrifying.

Li Hongru heard some explanations from Wang Fuchou, and also felt that the soul was indescribable.

Although the gods in the sky have separated from their bodies, they have also developed their souls to an incredible level.

But the Buddha could not have been so kind-hearted that he manifested himself and did good deeds for the readers.

Monks may also lose something when they get it.

Wang Fuchou warned Li Hongru not to get involved in these Buddhism, so as not to be controlled by others at the same time.

"Don't worry, we literati have established our minds based on heaven and earth, and we will definitely not believe in gods and Buddhas."

Li Hongru made a promise, and Wang Fuchou felt at ease.

"Don't believe in the Taoist style!"

He couldn't help but remind Li Hongru again.

"You can still believe it. It's not bad to believe it. As long as you don't go to the immortal world, we Taoism is good, and you can also come and believe it."

Before Li Hongru could pat his chest, he continued to promise, and Li Chunfeng immediately interrupted.

"Go away, don't bewitch my students, you bull's nose."

Wang Fuchou waved his hand very disgusted, and Li Chunfeng didn't care. With Wang Fuchou's temperament, it wouldn't be angry if he didn't scold him.

This may also have something to do with his arrest of Li Hongru at this time.

Many things have been finished, and Li Chunfeng does not want to cause trouble.

He was the only one who ran into Li Hongru to lead the way for the Dragon King of Jinghe. The others were hard to find evidence and physical evidence. Previously, there was a white ghost who died, which was a case that had been settled.

If Li Hongru is exposed, although it is a just act, it will inevitably offend a group of people.

"A lot of things are just such a fixed number!"

The wood was already in its boat, and he was shaking his head at this moment, looking at Chen Yi chanting scriptures ahead.

After reading a volume of scriptures, Emperor Tang has slowly stepped down.

He clinged to the Emperor's Sword and glanced at Chen Yi who was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

In just an instant, the Emperor's Sword was unsheathed.

The golden light ripples, and the sounds of countless iron horses and golden swords intersected.

Just listening, you can feel a heavy murderous aura.

Many people immediately withdrew their viewing gazes.

"You are very firm in your mind and can withstand the power of my sword. Please sit down!"

The Emperor's Sword gently pulled a sword flower in Emperor Tang's hand and returned to the sheath.

At this time, Emperor Tang's face was full of admiration, and he was very kind in his words.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After Chen Yi finished reciting the scriptures, the fine sweat from his forehead invaded.

He opened his eyes, looked at the king in front of him, and then possessed himself and thanked him.

"Please get up!"

"Please sit down!"

After saying it twice, Emperor Tang had already led Chen Yi's right hand back to his original place.

When the emperor and Empress stood a little behind, Emperor Tang had already pulled Chen Yi onto the dragon throne.

"You monk is unreasonable!"

"Your Majesty is just polite. He actually sat on the dragon throne."

"It is very disrespectful to sit with Your Majesty."

...

Before the civil servants could speak out, several generals had already spoken angrily.

But Chen Yi was holding hands with Emperor Tang, and they were also angry.

It is probably because he hated Chen Yi for being ignorant, and Emperor Tang was polite and did not refuse, so he really sat on the dragon throne.

Is this going to be the king of one word or what?

"Your dear friends need not be too extreme. I am happy to see the monk."

Emperor Tang stretched out his left hand and slightly sootheed the aura of everyone. His face was filled with a smile, but he also had supreme majesty.

The military generals looked at Wei Zheng, Wang Bang, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling and others who usually dared to advise. They saw these civil servants silently, and they immediately realized that they had been the gun.

"I still don't know the name of the monk?" Emperor Tang asked Chen Yi.

"The little monk was hung in Shanyu Hongfu Temple. He was given the Dharma name Xuanzang by the elders a few days ago, and he was able to come to this Dharma Assembly."

"A good name for the monk."

Emperor Tang praised him with sincerity.

Many generals felt that their heads were covered in mucus and it was difficult to see clearly at this time.

Yuchi Gong pulled his hair and looked around. Seeing that Wei Zheng and others didn't say anything, he had to sit down in a depressed manner.

"I and the monk Xuanzang fell into old ways at first sight, but I felt as close as my brothers. Now I want to sworn with the monk, but I don't know what the monk wants?"

"this?"

Chen Yi's face was calm, but he had never seen such a scene.

When Emperor Tang spoke, his head was still a little dizzy, thinking that he might have heard it wrong and was obviously untrue.

This seems to have nothing to do with the previous instructions from the temple elders.

"My grandma, make a promise."

"You monk, Your Majesty is saving your life. You think anyone can sit with Your Majesty."

Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling, who were beside him, immediately stepped out and began to remind each other.

This made Chen Yi turn his head a little.

Then he saw many soldiers who were ready to fight, with many swords in their hands and strange movements. It seemed that if he disagreed, the head might fall to the ground.

Below that, were silent officials and children of aristocratic families.

Obviously, this grand event exceeded many people's imagination.

Even if the emperor appointed Buddhist practice to win, this was too much.
To be continued...